Tokyo Wrestler

"You still haven't answered my questions: What is the way of the samurai? And where are the others?"

Now, everything around is bathed in golden light, and even the slightly overweight referee who was closest to Sett in the octagon has disappeared.

Chapter 27 What's so difficult about reaching the summit?

"Young benefactor, do not panic. This is an illusion created by this old monk. Extraordinary things should not be observed by ordinary people."

After speaking, the old monk glanced casually at the little monk who had shrunk his head behind him.

The little monk, Shimizu Shirafu, suddenly shrank even further, looking like a bald ostrich.

He knew that his master was reprimanding him for displaying the Buddhist golden body at full power in public...

Upon hearing this, Sett looked around the circle. Although the octagon was completely obscured by golden light, he could still feel that he was inside it just by the sensation under his feet.

It is unclear whether this was done by the old monk or by Se's exceptional hearing after his upgrade.

He suddenly could hear the voices of the surrounding audience:

"Hey, is this light broken? It's so bright, I can't see anything in the octagonal cage..."

"My eyes are going to be blinded by the light..."

"Yeah... hurry up and get someone to fix it!"

And then there was the slightly overweight referee's trembling voice beside him: "Master Sett...where are you?"

The external noise stopped abruptly.

The old monk spoke again:

"An illusion cannot last long, so I will answer your question briefly."

"The Way of the Samurai is the core of those who practice the 'Way of the Samurai.' A samurai without the Way of the Samurai cannot be considered a true samurai. Young benefactor, you have been able to realize its basic form through your own exploration. This talent is enough to shame many samurai."

"I cannot go into too much detail about the specifics. If you are interested in entering this extraordinary world, you can seek out the person at 'Tianzhu' for advice."

Heavenly Pillar... Sett silently memorized this term in his mind.

The old monk glanced at Seti again, shook his head regretfully, and said:

“If it weren’t for your advanced age, young benefactor, this old monk would really like to take you as my disciple.”

Using his divine eye, he determined that Sett's bone age was around eighteen or nineteen, an age at which he had already missed the optimal time for cultivation.

Although the eighteen-year-old Level 2 is extremely talented and has figured out the way of the warrior on his own, it is still difficult to make this Level 7 Saint break the rule.

After all, among cultivators, rank is everything.

I'm eighteen, in the prime of my life, and you say I'm too old? I don't want to be a monk yet... Sett casually replied, "What a pity."

The old monk continued:

"In today's battle, my unworthy disciple has been defeated. Once the golden light dissipates, he is at your disposal, benefactor. However... I have a request."

"Master, please speak..." Sett replied in a more refined manner, mimicking the other's tone, "Please speak, Master."

The old monk's expression became noticeably more benevolent.

"I hope you will spare my life, benefactor... Of course, as the Buddha said, every meeting is a predestined encounter. I am fortunate to have met you today, and I would like to offer you a small gift."

After saying that, he took out an old-fashioned booklet from his monk's robe and handed it to Seti.

Sett took it and saw that it was written on it:

Diamond Sutra

The Diamond Sutra? ? Isn't that just a run-of-the-mill Buddhist scripture... Serti thought to himself.

This old monk truly lives up to his reputation as a monk. Just from the fact that Sett's deliberate punch, which dealt 500 points of true damage, only caused the opponent to bleed slightly, it's clear that there's a huge gap in strength between Sett and him now.

Instead of forcing Sett to submit through force, the other party reasoned with Sett amicably and even offered him a small gift as a "bribe".

The gift was indeed meager, rather stingy...

Seti casually stuffed the Diamond Sutra into the inner pocket of his shorts.

The old monk then offered a reminder: "This is a supreme Buddhist scripture. If you have the time, please read it patiently. If you are destined, you may be able to unravel the mystery of the golden body."

Perhaps the secret of the golden body can be deciphered... The old monk spoke rather tactfully, but Sett understood perfectly!

This is not an ordinary Diamond Sutra, but rather the practice method used by these Buddhist monks to cultivate their golden bodies!

And the golden body—isn't that the same illusory bell-like ability that the young monk Shimizu Shirafu just displayed... or even the old monk's ability to turn his palm into golden amber to block the true damage of Sett's deliberate punch...?

That's a huge profit!

Seti quickly put it back in its place.

I'm planning to take some time to look at it when I get home!

Sett immediately agreed:

“I have never liked killing, so I would never take the life of the master’s disciple.”

"Excellent," the old monk murmured leisurely, then used his supernatural powers to travel at great speed.

A flash of golden light, just as it had appeared, vanished in the blink of an eye.

Only Sett and the little monk remained. The blinding golden light around them gradually faded, and the dissatisfied shouts of the audience once again reached their ears.

"It's still not fixed! I'm so annoyed waiting!"

"Fuck your mother, give me my money back!!"

"..."

So this is a powerful cultivator... Before the golden light completely dissipated, Sett suggested:

"How about this, for the sake of your master, you won't use your golden body technique, and I won't use any of those samurai techniques. Let's have a real man's battle, one-on-one, how about it?"

“This humble monk understands.” The young monk, Shimizu Shirafu, bowed to the empty space where the old monk had left, and then responded to Sett.

soon.

The golden light completely dissipated.

The scene in the octagon remained the same. Upon seeing Sett again, the audience's dissatisfaction vanished, and they cheered once more.

Everything quickly returned to normal.

The slightly overweight referee also seemed relieved and stepped forward to ask:

"Master Sett, it's time for our break this round. Shall we...?"

Sett glanced at the little monk and said, "No need to rest, continue!"

"Yes!" The referee immediately stood between the little monk and Sett, raised the start bell, and shouted, "Round two, begin!!"

Sett was the first to move!

He naturally did not use the way of the samurai (specifically referring to intentional punches), and the young monk also honestly stopped using the golden body.

Therefore, the result is obvious...

The honest young monk was beaten so badly his head was turned into a pig's head, and he lay face down on the octagonal cage, unable to get up again...

Once the dust settles.

The slightly overweight referee eagerly raised Sett's right hand and announced the verdict:

"The winner is... a champion!!"

Despite a lighting blunder midway through the match, it did not dampen the audience's enthusiasm at all. They cheered loudly, and the name "Sett" echoed throughout the stadium.

It also means:

In just one week, Sett's status and reputation as the underground boxing champion of the training grounds and even Tokyo were completely confirmed!

......

Sett didn't stay in the underground boxing ring for long.

He took the 500 million appearance fee and 1573 million share of the gambling pool that his butler had prepared for him, and left through the empty street through the back door.

With a total of 20 million credited to his account, Sett's net worth tripled in a single day, from 10 million yesterday to 30 million today!

But Sett wasn't particularly happy about making so much money.

Or rather, I'm not as happy as I used to be.

It wasn't because he started showing off or thought making money was too easy and lacked challenge.

It's simply because... he's been encountering extraordinary individuals far too frequently lately! And the extraordinary world is far more dangerous than he imagined!!

Before leaving, Sett forced a chat with the bruised and swollen little monk, Shimizu Shirafumi.

At the same time, by bribing them with a "huge sum" of 100,000 yen, they managed to extract some extraordinary information.

There are two types of extraordinary individuals in this world.

One type is called "superhumans," which is basically consistent with Sett's guess. They are extraordinary individuals who fight using all sorts of strange "superpowers," and they have only appeared in the last hundred years.

Another one is called "spiritual practitioners," which has existed since ancient times.

There are four major paths of cultivation among practitioners, which can also be called the four major lineages.